Blackstone Island was already at the tail end of autumn. The days grew shorter, and the nights lengthened.
Often, one wouldn't notice the passage of ti until the sun set and twilight enveloped all.
For the impoverished commoners, the shortened daylight didn't reduce their workload, forcing them to manage their ti even more tightly.
However, at this mont, it was still just the afternoon. There was still so ti before night fell, so there was no need for panic.
On Palm Street, in the courtyard of a two-story villa, a black carriage slowly ca to a halt.
Arthur put away his whip, got out of the coach, and went to the back to help Renee with the groceries they had just bought.
Although Renee could handle it by herself, Arthur felt sowhat guilty not helping.
Moreover, although their master treated him and Renee the sa on the surface, in reality, Renee held a clearly higher position than him. He had to go through her for any expenses...
Although she was just a maid, Renee was more like a stewardess.
"Sister," Demi, hearing the carriage, ran out from the house, thumping along, and got ahead of Arthur to pick up a big bag of vegetables.
"Demi, have you finished learning your letters today?" Renee asked, handing so of the vegetables to Arthur and carrying her own share as they walked.
"I've learned them all; Demi is very smart!" Demi proudly lifted the bag.
Renee smiled and freed one hand to pat her head.
Arthur walked silently behind them.
His expression was blank.
Yet, if one looked closely, they might notice his once sculpture-like numb complexion from hardships had softened, not as gloomy as before.
Approaching the door, for so reason, Arthur felt a sudden impulse, paused montarily, and glanced around the courtyard behind him.
His eyes saw the neatly kept lawn and several fruit trees heavy with fruit, though few flowers were blooming, enough to bring back mories of spring.
Daily sights, constantly seen, no longer felt fresh and made it hard to notice the changes.
But there would always be a mont when one would suddenly realize...
Everything had changed...
Clang.
The door was pushed open by Renee.
Startled, Arthur snapped back to reality, turned his head, and continued silently following them inside.
He didn't know how to describe his mood,
but he did what he often did—silently praised the great master Colin in his heart!
... At the sa ti, he selfishly made a small wish,
hoping life could continue this way and that he could always be the master's coachman...
After entering the house, it wasn't long before...
"Master," Renee slightly paused, greeting the handso young man ahead with Demi.
"Master," Arthur also hurriedly greeted.
"Ah, just back from buying groceries?" Colin smiled at them, then turned to Renee, "Make dinner a bit more lavish tonight."
Then he bent over and pinched Demi's cheek before continuing towards the master bedroom.
His mood was extrely good!
For over three months... he had persevered for over three months!
During this ti, he had ditated for at least fifteen hours each day and spent the rest practicing witchcraft.
Under such a fulfilling schedule, the passing of ti seed blurred; the three months felt as if only a day had passed!
If not for the increasing progress marked on the Golden Paper each day and the changing scenery in the yard... he might have thought ti had remained unchanged.
But now, he could finally return to a sowhat normal routine.
Because,
just monts ago, his progress in the second Limit Breaking Circulation ditation had finally reached 100/100!
And earlier, half a month ago, his Wizard Rank progress on the Golden Paper had already reached its limit!
The rest of the witchcraft, including Image Capturing Crystal Making, had all broken limits!
Everything was ready, just lacking advancent!
Colin climbed the stairs.
To be cautious, he planned to first go back to his bedroom and take a nap, waiting until he was fully energized and his spirits refreshed before making his attempt at advancent.
Pushing open the bedroom door, he let out a breath and cleared his mind, sitting quietly by the bed for a mont.
It didn't take long for excitent to wane and fatigue to surge up, prompting Colin to take off his coat, getting ready to lie down.
Knock knock knock.
At that mont, however, there was a sudden knock on the bedroom door.
He got up to open it, asking puzzledly,
"What is it, Renee."
"Master, there's a Guard from the Patrol Departnt looking for you," Renee replied.
"For what?"
"Don't know, master, he said he must speak to you in person," Renee shook her head.
Colin frowned slightly, put on his coat, and followed Renee downstairs.
In the hall, the Steel-armored Guard was already waiting quietly.
"Lord Colin."
Seeing him co downstairs, the Guard hurriedly approached and greeted him solemnly.
"Ah," Colin nodded, then asked, "What happened?"
"My lord..." The Guard looked up, glanced at Renee standing by, and hesitated.
"Master, I'll go prepare dinner," Renee tactfully left.
"Ah," Colin nodded slightly, waiting for Renee to move away before turning to the Guard and speaking sternly,
"Speak."
The Guard bowed, then straightened up and said swiftly and clearly,
"Lord, Lord Flower has ordered an urgent task!" He handed an envelope to Colin.
Colin took it, flipping it over in his hands for examination.
The envelope was a common leather paper one, brown overall with a seal stamped with a moon pattern in wax.
The seal was intact, unbroken... and a faint magical pulsation emanated from it.
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